We used to chat almost every day (although she had a boyfriend in Mumbai). She is kind of a bubbly girl.During our chats, we shared our thoughts about...sexual fantasy. I told her I find her attractive. Then our conversation about sex began. We used to do sexting. I used to ask her to do self-pleasure.I used to tell her on the phone that how I would make foreplay with her. That used to make her wet, and she used to masturbate using that. I had told her that, I masturbate by thinking about her.. He moved closer to her so he could hold her to him with one hand on her waist and with the other he held her face. Then he quickly rolled her over him. While she straddled his one thigh he slid his hand down to her ass and bucked up against her. She whimpered into the kiss as she franticly pushed at the blanket and sheet that was between them. He let her raise her hips off of him as she got rid of the offensive cloth. He chuckled as she growled in frustration at the jeans he still was wearing.. I just want you to be as normal as you can be, and for her to stop feeling sorry for herself and have a better life. She needs to know she can be a little intimate with a man and it won’t turn out like the last time.”“Okay, okay,” I said. “As long as I keep getting to do this.” I rocked on her a little. It didn’t do anything except crush her breasts, because I was still soft, but she got the message.“We’re going to do this a lot,” she said, kissing me. “You have no idea how relieved I am right. Amy was excitedly telling her Mom that the bass player was Tim, "yes, THAT Tim, Mom!"He actually walked over to our table, and I introduced him to everyone. Amy and Lucille both were wide eyed. I told Tim that they had heard one of our CDs, and were in love with his voice. He just did his "Aw Shucks" thing, which is not a put on, it's real. He is 2 years older than me, and looks 10 years younger than me.I told the girls to all have fun, dance and enjoy the evening. If they had any problems, we.